A/N: ANOTHER UPDATE! WOOOOO! LOL. Also, I should have up a few one shots sometime soon and the last chapter of OIYM. So… enjoy the chapter, and thanks for all of the AWESOME reviews!
Chapter Five: Jealousy Comes on Swift Wings
Trish and Amy kept staring at the brunette man that entered the house and was now sitting on the couch. Trish trotted over to resume her place back in the chair.
"How'd you get out?" She asked in amazement. John grinned lazily while turning his baseball cap around.
"The cops looked at da tapes an' saw that I ain't start the fight." He shrugged. "So, is anyone gonna get me some food?" He looked at Amy expectantly who sighed and walked into the kitchen.
"How was jail!" Adam called from the kitchen table. His lips were curled into a smile.
"The beds were hard as fuck, they had bad food, and some guy named Steve wanted to stick something up my ass that's NOT supposed to be there." John shuddered as he said the last part.
"Did they make you take showers with the other guys?" Trish asked uninterested as she picked up her magazine only to have it ripped out of her hands a moment later.
"Give it back you asshole!" Trish yelled. Randy flipped through the pages purposefully ripping them all as he did. Pieces of her magazine floated to the white floor.
"But this article on breast cancer is so damn interesting!" He said with mock excitement. His eyes rolled before ripping out yet another page.
"Yo man, why don't you jus' leave her alone?" John asked.
"They slept together…" Amy whispered in his ear as she sat a grilled ham and cheese sandwich in his lap. John's eyes widened and a grin spread across his face.
"Was she good?" He completely forgot that Trish could hear him.
"Is that all you think about? God, you've got serious problems!" Trish jumped to her feet, glaring at John. "And you…" She spun around to Randy and slapped him before grabbing her magazine away from him. "Keep your filthy hands off of my stuff."
"I…uh… didn't mean it like that, Trish." John put out his arm to stop her but Trish stomped around it. She settled on the couch in the game room, her eyes full of tears of anger.
Amy walked up to John and Randy who were whispering quietly about how good Trish was in bed and she slapped both of them as hard as she could in the back of their heads.
"Now I know why it was so peaceful around here." She glared daggers at them. "You were gone." She pointed to John before walking upstairs. She had her own problems to deal with.
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Chris grabbed hold of Stephanie's hand as they walked through the crowded street. Stephanie smiled at the blonde Canadian and let him pull her through the people standing around with cups filled to the rim with beer and vodka.
"What do you want to drink?" Chris asked as they reached the bar. The street party was in the park across from Saks Fifth Avenue as they were having a party that was open to the public.
"Whatever you're getting." She said in his ear. Chris smiled and ordered two cups of Michelob Light. Chris took the cups from the bartender a minute later, handing one to Stephanie who was staring at the dance floor.
"I'd ask you to dance but there's a hot chick over there just waitin' for me!" Chris shouted. He ran towards the big chested blonde sitting in the corner by herself. Stephanie sighed loudly, staring down into the cup of beer. Suddenly she wasn't in the mood to party.
"Hey, you wanna dance?" A guy with brown hair asked her. She declined politely, saying her boyfriend was going to the restroom. The man looked disappointed, but he walked on to the next woman that was alone. She walked over to a table and sat down; crossing her legs so the many guys around her wouldn't see what was up her mini dress.
"Yo Steph!" Chris waved to her from the dance floor where he was rubbing all up on the girl he had retrieved from a table. She waved back and took a sip of her beer. She ended up having two more beers within the ten minutes being there.
Soon she was on the dance floor dancing with the brown haired man who had asked her earlier that night. She popped against him, her hips pressed back against his. While dancing she drained her fourth beer, this one being a Budweiser. As soon as the song changed she went off in search of another man to dance with. She saw Chris across the room sitting with the blonde woman in her lap and jealousy reared its ugly head.
Why do I feel like this! She asked herself angrily. She shook off the feeling and grabbed a blonde guy who was walking passed her. She was pulling him onto the dance floor when she noticed who it was and gasped, dropping her cup.
"Paul!" She yelled in shock. Before her very eyes was her high school sweetheart Paul Levesque.
"Steph, is that you?" Paul had that smile he used to give her on his face, and Stephanie nodded quickly.
"Oh wow, look at you!" He exclaimed, pulling her into a strong hug. She laughed and hugged him back, her mind suddenly rid of all the jealous feeling she was having towards the blonde woman kissing on Chris.
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"Matt, please answer the phone. I made a mistake… I'm sorry. Please…" The redhead from Georgia then hung up. Her eyes flooded with tears as she thought of the fight she and Matt had earlier.
Amy sat there for a moment, contemplating all the things she would say when he called back. If he called back. She then stood and was walking to her room when she saw Adam coming up the stairs.
Ah shit, what do I do now? She wiped her tears away the best she could and ducked her head.
"Hey, Amy, want to go play pool with me?" He asked cheerfully. Amy shook her head, still keeping it down. She tried to walk passed the long haired blonde but he kept blocking her.
"What's wrong?" He lifted her head to see the tears in her hazel eyes. He took her arm gently and pulled her into his room, shutting the door so they wouldn't be disturbed. They sat on the bed and Adam put a hand on her shoulder.
"What happened?" He asked, concerned. Amy sighed and shook her head slowly.
"I… I can't tell you…" She managed to get out before breaking into tears again. Adam, though he felt uncomfortable seeing a woman cry, pulled her into his arms and held her.
"You can tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone." He whispered. Amy's breathing got harder, and she cried louder. Adam stroked her hair, thinking about the problem she could be facing.
"Is it Matt?" He asked after hearing her sobs slowly fading away. Amy nodded into his chest. Adam sighed and lifted her head so she could look at him.
"What'd he do?" Adam looked straight into her eyes, seeing the hurt. Amy pulled her eyes away from his.
"He… he thinks I'm cheating on him…" She mumbled. Adam furrowed his eyebrows.
"How would he know?" Adam inquired. Amy sighed heavily.
"He doesn't like that I'm gone, and ever since I had sex with his brother he hasn't trusted me to go anywhere." She wiped her eye. "He's really possessive, and when I told him about you guys he got really upset."
"I know I can't say it's okay because it's not, but I promise you that if you were meant to be together you'll work it out." Adam let her crawl out of his arms.
"I don't know…" Amy pulled her knees up to her chest. "He doesn't believe me. He never believes me anymore." She rested her head on her knees and sighed again.
"Listen, Amy…" Adam turned towards her. "You're a beautiful girl and if he doesn't want to believe you then let him go and find someone who will trust you and love you no matter what you do." Adam ran a hand through his hair. Amy looked over at the man sitting in front of her and nodded slowly.
"It's not that easy, but I guess you're kind of right." She offered him a weak smile which he returned, only his was brighter.
"I'm always right." He raised his eyebrows once, causing Amy to giggle. His smile only widened as she laughed. He was glad he could make her feel a little better.
"Yeah, okay…" She then reached over and pulled him into a tight hug. "Thanks for helping me." She whispered. Adam hugged her back and was surprised when she gave him a light kiss on the cheek.
"It's no problem." He responded quietly. Amy stood and stretched, causing Adam to stare at her with interest. He knew her relationship troubles were eating her up inside, but he was willing to help her forget Matt.
"Want to go play pool now?" The redhead asked him, flipping her hair to the right side. "I bet you five dollars that I can beat your ass."
"Oh, it's on now!" Adam jumped off the bed and ran to the door.
"I bet I can beat you downstairs." He challenged. Amy rolled her eyes and walked towards him slowly, her arms behind her back.
"Okay…" She slipped out of the room and took of running. "Go!"
"Hey, that's no fair!" Adam called. He pouted, slightly upset that he lost his fifty cents he had won in Poker.
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Trish lay on her bed with the covers pulled up to her chin. She wanted to hide from everyone. She was ashamed that she let herself get so drunk that she had actually slept with Randy. She was embarrassed that they teased her about it when Randy was also involved. She was hurting because she broken her promise to herself. After watching every season of the Real World she promised herself that she wouldn't sleep with any of roommates.
The petite blonde stood minutes later, her hair standing because of static. She rubbed her hands down her blonde mane, trying to smooth it out. She walked out of the bedroom, glaring at the stairs as he heard John and Randy laughing downstairs. She took in a deep breath before walking down the carpeted stairs.
"Yo Trish! Come have a little talk wit us!" John exclaimed, patting the seat next to him. She ignored the rapper from Massachusetts, only looking to Randy who had a stupid grin on his face.
"I hate you more than you can ever imagine…" She hissed. Randy raised his hands and eyebrows, his smile fading into a smirk.
"I quiver in fear." He mocked the Lion King. Trish narrowed her eyes at the man and let out a frustrated sigh. She walked away, trying to ignore the stares she was receiving from the two.
I hate this place… I hate this house! She screamed inside of her head. She made her way out onto the patio to be alone. She needed to think.
She propped her feet up onto the bamboo table in front of the cushiony chair and closed her eyes. She wished she could get an escape from the house. She gasped, and her eyes flew open when she thought of the YMCA. A small smile spread across her face as she thought as AJ, and how she had relaxed at the gym.
"Trish! There's something here for you!" She heard Amy call from the living area. Trish furrowed her eyebrows and walked inside again. A look of pure curiosity was set on her face as she padded across the room towards the door.
"What is it?" She asked. Amy backed away and in the doorway was a delivery man. He shoved a clipboard under her nose.
"Sign here." He said in a New York accent, pointing to the dotted line. Trish signed it quickly and he picked up a huge vase of lilies, forget-me-nots, and many other types of flowers. Trish's eyes widened in surprise, and her mouth dropped open slightly.
She shut the door when the delivery man walked off, staring at the blues, greens, whites, yellow, and oranges that filled the crystal container. She set it down quickly and dug gently through the flowers to find a small card attached to a single red rose.
"Oooo, Trish has a secret someone!" Amy teased. Trish shot the Georgia native a look. She fumbled with the envelope but eventually pulled the card from the small white paper.
Trish,
Meet me at the gym tomorrow at nine A.M. Don't wear gym clothes.
AJ
Trish broke out into a smile when she read the letter. Amy propped her head on the blonde's shoulder so she was able to read the note as well.
"Who's AJ?" Amy asked loudly in her ear. Trish backed away and picked up the flowers.
"Some guy I met at the gym." She let out a small sigh. "He had this cute southern accent, and helped me with the treadmill when it didn't turn on." She smiled and walked further into the house.
Randy and John both stared again as she set the flowers on the table and smelled them. Randy's eyes narrowed at the huge bouquet of flowers. Why did he have to be so mean to her? He wouldn't admit it, but he was starting to get jealous of this AJ guy; and he had only just heard of him.
A/N: I'm pretty happy with this chapter. As you can see I introduced new people (the girl in Chris' lap would be Ashley… she'll be in there later chapters). I also introduced Paul (Triple H) because I have an obsession with him now. So… yeah, I'll have the next chapter out soon (hopefully!). I hope you all enjoyed, and reviews are, as always, appreciated!
Rachel
